dream never comes alone
brings passion with it
to get or to ruin
dreamers not callous at all
dreamers are the real soldiers
fighting for the abstract
to give it a material shape
dreamers are they
who never think of a real life
to live well and to breed more feathers
to fly or to fall
dreamers are the soldiers
fighting ceaseless to show the world
the beauty of abstract and illogical hyphens
sleeping together with amity and enmity!
Pranab k c
11/02/2017
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem